It’s finally the day we get to move in to our own home. We have LOVED staying at the guest house, and have met some amazing people while we were here (the 3 Brits who kept us laughing and taught us proper English, the wonderful guy with a big heart for Ethiopia who’s currently working with Ethiopia adoptions, the great American family from Singapore here to adopt 2 beautiful Ethiopian twins whose girls brought great joy to our kids, the missionaries who’ve been working here for 40+ years, and of coarse, our old friends who run the guest house, and the Swiss woman who’s living here, but attended a Vineyard Church in Switzerland).
It was hard to leave them all. Tears were indeed shed. But in no time, the pick up was loaded (complete with a man to ride on top of our belongings) and it was time to go.
(see the white pickup? That's our "moving truck", complete with a man riding on top of our stuff (the entire min drive to the new house) to keep everything in!)
It’s finally time to unpack for good and end our 2+ month stint of living out of boxes and suitcases. We may not know how to act, but we’re ready to figure it out!
~c
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